My mind is like a bird
That longs to fly high and free
To the lands known and unknown
And over lapping waves of mysterious seas
My mind is like the wind
That does not stay in a place
It flies over valleys, rivers and meadows
All the time leaving behind its fragrant trace
My mind is like a bee
That seeks beauty and honey
In the hearts of others and in scorching
Summer too goes on humming many a symphony
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No need of knowing people, their nature, surroundings. Establish relationship through messenger!